A book featuring multiple characters from multiple fandoms.
A/N: My last book was taken down so this is technically a continuation of it. I will be adding some part twos from my last book with descriptions of what happened in the first part. I will...
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A/N: Y/N's animal type is A/T
Y/N's POV
I walked with the rest of the followers through the path in Darkwood that led to Lord Leshy's main altar. I look around at the scenery, seeing the trees creating the dark atmosphere and the moon shining brightly in the sky. My mother, who was next to me, along with my father quickly forced my head back down. " Keep your head down Y/N. Never raise your gaze to the forest." My mother said. For as long as I could remember, I've been an unwillingly follower of Lord Leshy: The god of Chaos and one of the four bishops. I don't remember if I was born into the cult or not but I know that my parents won't talk about it.
Since I was now eighteen, I was expected to attend offering sessions, sermons, and executions more often. Those under eighteen would only attend if Lord Leshy demanded it. The only thing that was required was for us to attend sermons. that would be the only time I'd see Lord Leshy in the flesh. He rarely spoke at sermons and let his followers speak for him. When he did speak, it was like a thousand knives jamming into my head. his voice was so horrible that i had to stop myself from screaming multiple times. I could see the fear in everyone's eyes when he spoke of made a move. Even if he glanced towards the crowd, people looked like they wanted to fall over and die.
Whenever i wasn't with the rest of the cult, I was mostly training. A few years ago Lord Leshy decreed that everyone being trained in the art of killing since him and the other bishops were planning something that needed a lot of people with combat skills for. I found out a few months later about lambs suddenly disappearing and being killed by the bishops. I heard it was something related to a prophecy but I didn't want to get involved. The less you are involved with lord Leshy the better. Anyways, I wasn't allowed to fight yet since I was still deemed as being too young but I was always at the top of any rankings when sparring or training. Those who performed above average were able to acquire better food, clothing, and would even get some days off. Those who failed and performed badly met the executioners axe.
I hated all of this but knew I couldn't run. I wouldn't even get far since this whole area is Lord Leshy's domain. Not to mention his other siblings and their domains. If I accidentally wandered into them I would most likely be brought back to Lord Leshy if they didn't decide to kill me. Anyways today was day that a sermon was taking place. My parents and I, along with the rest of the followers, arrived at the main temple. Lord Leshy was standing behind the altar while his chosen speaker for today stood near the podium. I quickly stole a few glances at him.
He large form loomed over us like the trees. Despite being blind, I could tell that he was aware of everytjing going on around him. As I looked to the side, I noticed an execution standing next to him. A chill ran down my spine. " Someone is going to die today." I said to myself. We all bowed our heads and bent down as the sermon began. We listened to the empty words of the verses and responded with the appropriate responses. As the sermon concluded, Leshy got up from where he was sitting and approached the front of the altar. We all stayed silent out of fear. " My followers. As you know, today marks the day that 10,000 lambs were killed. Each one of them were brought before my siblings and I and I watched with such glee as their heads fell from their miserable little bodies." He said.
